Max's Powerlifting Competition: It's Happening. It's Already Here.

[tank_rockarms]

Who: Max, Powerlifters, Spectators
What: A Powerlifting Competition
Where: The Weight Room
When: Saturday, Feb. 7th
Warnings: I make no promises about anything that transpires.



The Saturday of the Powerlifting competition was finally here. Max had prepared for it with his utmost. There was a station where competitors would sign in, a station for competitors to sign in, a station for competitors to get their free t-shirt, a station for competitors to get protein bars and electrolyte beverages, three squat racks set up for use, three deadlifting platforms, and three bench press stations, all waiting to be used.



It was beautiful. Life was beautiful. Lifting was beautiful. Everything was beautiful.

((There are five weight classes which had actual amounts of weight attached to them but which, for the purposes of this log, are heretofore referred to as:
1. Small Child (aka Featherweight)
2. What Should Pass For Normal Woman (aka Lightweight)
3. What Should Pass For Normal Dude (aka Welterweight)
4. Bara Dad (aka Middleweight)
5. Character Chris Plays. (aka Heavyweight)
This isn't to say that a male character cannot be in the second tier, or a female character in another tier, these are just to give ideas. Little Mac might be in the second tier. Hagakure would be in the third, even though he is technically a Character Chris Plays. You get the idea.

In the 'competition' thread if you could kindly rate your character on two criteria (Strengt/raw power and Weightlifting Practice/knowledge of form), with a 1 being 'poor/untrained' and 5 being 'expert level' I'm going to use a d6 dice rolling system to figure out how well your character lifts, based on how many ranks they have in these categories. Yes, I'm a nerd, thank you.
<b>Weight class</b>: <b>Strength (1-5)</b>: <b>Weightlifting Practice (1-5)</b>:

Scale:


You're all beautiful people, and I love you.))

Comments

Check In

[tank_rockarms]

Check in, say hi to Max, and give your weight class. Don't forget to pick up your t-shirt. It's so beautiful.

Re: Check In

[dothelokomotion]

Byrne totally thought he had this in the bag. These were all dumb humans, right? Time to show off how powerful and strong he was.

Except wow, Max was actually huge. Byrne was muscular, sure, but he could not come close to the raw bulk of this guy. Was he not human? Byrne's ego was now coming into question and his manliness was being challenged, so he was not very happy, giving a rather sharp glare toward Max.

"What class are you competing in?"

[star_punched]

Mac made perfectly sure he picked up the Amazing Shirt and say hello to Max. He was so ready for this, he was ready for anything in relation to this. He trained like an ox every single day, and saw Max through most of it.

His home training away from home.

Re: Check In

[jonny_talbain]

Jon was here to check in.

He was clearly in the Bara Dad weight class. Muscles upon muscles. Though, he tended not to use the weight room often.

....he didn't much care for the T'shirt but considering he spent most of his time topless, let's not take that as a sign that the shirt is hideously wonderful.

Re: Check In

[machomonotreme]

.....apparently Knuckles was in the small child class.

He felt this was entirely unfair. By the standards of his race, he was actually kind of tall.

And how many people of his size were even going to enter!? Was he going to be the only competitor in his class!? That was no fun. Except in that it meant he was bound to get a share of those hundreds of $$$ promised in prizes.

Re: Check In

[punchtheflute]

"Hi, Max!!!"

Sonny was super excited to be here today. He'd been on the poster. He had to put on a good show for everyone who saw the poster so they wouldn't be disappointed.

"I really love the shirts you made!"

He was very firmly entrenched within the Character Chris Plays class, with great swathes of muscular girth present and correct in all directions.

Re: Check In

[black_shadow]

Behold: Black Shadow.

Behold also: Black Shadow's muscles.

And while you're beholding: Black Shadow's annoyed face as he looks at the...unusual t-shirt.

"...Must I?"

Re: Check In

[flowerofmtsilver]

Today was the big day. The big, special day Max had spent so much time preparing for.

While Vinnie wasn't on Max's grueling military training regime anymore, he still came a long way in five years - all the way from normal looking dude to the cusp of a bara dad level physique. Though considering the variety in ability at the school, the weight classes seemed like there were mostly a formality. The Venusaur was mostly there to see if he could beat his personal best. Whatever that was.

Also, because Max was his friend and would never let him hear the end of it if he didn't. Hello, Max. "How's the turnout so far?"

Re: Check In

[flamejock]

Jocked walked up to the sign up table and wrote, in pretty awful handwriting (sorry, he still isn't really all that used to fingers), JOCK in capital letters on the sign up sheet. He was wearing the tightest black tank top that he owned.

"I'm signing up!" he informed the giant man with the blue hair behind the desk.

[trustycrowbar]

"Max."

Gordon heralds himself with that monosyllabic greeting as the blue-haired man shuffles around registration papers.

"...Helluva turnout. I'm impressed." He adds.

The Refueling Station

[tank_rockarms]

Are you hungry? Have a protein bar. Have some Generic Sports Beverage. Talk with someone over a vanilla pea-protein shake (vegan, ugh, the things Max does for you, Vinnie). Maybe you'll find your swolemate over an ultra-dense protein cookie that really doesn't taste like a cookie at all but sort of just tastes like chalky peanut-butter and oats.

Re: The Refueling Station

[machomonotreme]

Oh man pea protein shakes? Awesome!

Knuckles was sure to be found chugging some of those bad boys inbetween rounds or heats or reps or whatever it was that you did in this sport.

Re: The Refueling Station

[punchtheflute]

This was quite clearly Sonny's jam.

"I love these peanut butter-oat chalk cookies!" he could be heard to say through a mouthful of them. "Probably really high in calcium!"

Probably.

Competition Threads

[tank_rockarms]

Post what tier you're in and what your ability and skill scores are. I'll give you some info and BAM you get to learn how successful you are at this stupid sport.

[star_punched]

Strength (1-5): 4
Weightlifting Practice (1-5): 5

Re: Competition Threads

[jonny_talbain]

Strength (1-5): 5
Weightlifting Practice (1-5): 2

Re: Competition Threads

[machomonotreme]

Strength (1-5): 5
Weightlifting Practice (1-5): 3

Re: Competition Threads

[punchtheflute]

Strength (1-5): 4
Weightlifting Practice (1-5): 5

[flowerofmtsilver]

Weight class: 4
Strength: 3
Weightlifting Practice: 5

[dothelokomotion]

Weight class: Bara Dad (4)
Strength (1-5): 5
Weightlifting Practice (1-5): 3

[black_shadow]

Weight class: 5
Strength (1-5): 5
Weightlifting Practice (1-5): 3

Re: Competition Threads

[flamejock]

Weight class: 4. Bara Dad
Strength (1-5): 4
Weightlifting Practice (1-5): 3

[rivalsolarbeam]

Weight class: Normal dude
Strength (1-5): 3 (???)
Weightlifting Practice (1-5): 5

Spectators

[tank_rockarms]

You're here to watch. Because. You came to watch. Because. You felt that something was likely to happen. Because. Something always happens. Because. Just look at this school, we're a mess.

Jon's Number #1 Fan

[almost_a_mermaid]

Here's a young lady in a room much too full of testosterone, ready to support and cheer on her beloved trainer Jon. She's even got a towel and large water bottle ready in hand.

Come talk to her? She's either simply idling by, watching the event with interest, or in total awe of all the humongous weights in the room.

A Crown of Glory

[tank_rockarms]

"For the deadlift, we had a four-way tie. Black Shadow, Bulba, Byrne, and Mac all hit twice their bodyweight for the deadlift. Pretty good, next year I want better than that outta somebody. You guys get to split a 12-month supply of Max Protein powder and $50. So I guess that's like... ten... dollars and... somethin'... for each of you; somebody with a calculator can figure it out."

"For the Bench press, Byrne had a two-point-five times bodyweight press, which is pretty impressive. He wins the 12-month supply of protein powder and $50."

"And finally, for the squat, we had..." Max's voice cracked. "We had, Vinnie, squat three, three and a half times his body weight and," Max had no shirt to cry into anymore. He was shirtless as the day he was born, although somewhat larger than that day, marginally more terrifying. He had to go on. "And he wins the protein powder and the $50."

Max looked out at all of the lifters. "What a day. What a day, huh."